Warning Signs

Turn off the oven,

it’s too hot outside.

The beads of sweat

crawl along your stubborn brow

pleading you heed their warning.

But why listen

to the person

who tore open

your bruised but fortified chest

to point you back to your heart.

Don’t you notice?

You still pay the bill

for air conditioning

but it has only gotten warmer

and I’ve shed all my clothes.